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Our office is norotious for snacks. Almost every day there is some kind of junk food available for the eating.

Be it candy, brownies, cakes, ice cream, or something, there is ALWAYS food available. It’s the bane of my existence. The dilemma with this is that our kitchenette isn’t in its own separate room away from everything else. It’s integrated into a hallway that you must walk through to go between the front part of the facility (where you enter and exit) and the rear part, where you work. So there’s no avoiding walking by a tempting tray of icing covered brownies, or a box of donuts, or something like that. Today it’s cheese spread with ritz crackers, and a couple of tins of chocolate covered pretzels. I’m almost certain tomorrow one of the front office Pavlov’s will make a walkie-talkie based announcement that donuts are available. And I’ll start drooling, subconsciously make my way to the front office for a “coffee refill”, and grab me one while I’m up there.

Now, there’s an unwritten rule, at least as far as cake pans go, and that is whomever eats the last piece washes the dish it was in. Nobody likes doing the dishes, as far as I know, so people go to great lengths to avoid this. In doing so, they will take the “last” piece and cut it in half and eat only that half, leaving the other half as the new “last piece”. Repeat many times over, and you end up with a very miniscule piece of random goody left in the pan all so the previous person didn’t have to wash it.

Very funny.

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